Here On The Ground Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

F A♯ F A♯

FOutside the door are the empty, the poor

 Are the lA♯ives that are living no mForeC

FSome of them grievers or broken believers

 Or A♯used in some meaningless wFar C

A♯Go see for yourself if you Cthink it'll help

 But I jDmust cannot go there no mA♯ore

 Oh Lord, I wCill not go oA♯utside the doFor A♯ F A♯

FDown on the street there's a rhythm, a beat

 You get A♯caught up, you'll never get fFreeC

FA humming of heat to a strumming of feet

 You A♯forget who you wanted to Fbe C

A♯And under the madness an Cechoing sadness

 ThatDm whispers you'll never be fA♯ree

 Oh Lord, I wiCll not go A♯down on the strFeetA♯ F A♯

FOut into the city, the gruesome, the gritty

 The loA♯vers, livers and loneFly C

FAway from my eyes in the thick fog, the cries

 Of the A♯bleeding, broken and breakiFng C

A♯Your name there is nothing, the Cstreet signs are bluffing

 They'll Dmput you wherever they plA♯ease

 Oh Lord, I wCill not gA♯o into the ciFty

 I’A♯m already jaded

 AlreCady I'm faded

 There's nDmothing to learn or to knA♯ow

 Oh Lord, I wilCl not gFo A♯ F A♯

FUnder the bridge there, the shadowy ridge there

 That A♯hides and is keeping us hFid C

FWhere nothing is growing nor sunlight is showing

 Or sA♯hining on all that we dFid C

 And the A♯rumble of cars that goes bCellowing past

 They're just Dmrunning away with the wA♯ind

 Oh Lord, I wCill not goA♯ under the bridFgeA♯ F A♯ F A♯

FOut into the battle, they lead you like cattle

 And eA♯ven they got their own laFws C

FYou won’t be locked up there, nor shot or shocked up there

 For sA♯hooting a man to the floFor C

 TheyA♯ train you and break you, and rCe-educate you

DmBut won’t tell you why or what fA♯or

 Oh Lord, I wCill not goA♯ into the wFarA♯ F A♯ F A♯ F A♯

FUp into the sky where the great engines fly

 Where tA♯hey throw you and roll you like diFce C

FWe've conquered the moon with explosions and fumes

 We haveA♯ conquered the universe hiFgh C

 ButA♯ looking back down there's a Creasoning sound

 That says Dmnobody gets out alA♯ive

 Oh Lord, I wiCll not go A♯into skFy

 There's A♯no one around

 Just theC beckoning sound

 And there's Dmno room to dream or to grA♯ow

 Oh Lord, I wCill not goF A♯ F A♯(I will not gFo)A♯ F A♯

FHere on the ground we are lost, we are found

 We are A♯lonely, we're spinning arouFnd C

FAway from the crowds and the armies of clowns

 Away A♯from the carnival sounFds C

 And A♯out of the deep where the Ctectonic sleeps

 And dDmarkness will follow you A♯down

 Oh Lord, just lCet me stay hA♯ere on the grFound